30 Weeks

So…yeah. I couldn’t even make it to the second week of my proclaimed pregnancy documentation, but in my defense we were a little preoccupied with this to think about anything else for a while there…

Bridesmaid, flower girl and ring-bearer duties kept us on our toes. I’d love to document my sister’s wedding but it’ll have to wait until after the kids go back to school because I don’t foresee myself with any free time until then.

With the wedding craziness behind us we have dived headfirst into Rowan’s birthday month, complete with planning our annual family luau for Ellie and Rowan, a day at the black hole that is the American Girl store and a teeny tiny friend party. I’m taking a break from creating food lists and slideshows for Rowan and the wedding to do a super quick check in with Sammy Davis Jr Jr.

Baby? What baby?

Oh THAT baby. This was taken at 28.5 weeks and we’re approaching the end of the miracle of the color black as pretty soon you will be able to spot my belly from the space station, possibly further.

Here I am at 29.5 weeks and sweet jesus I promise to attempt to get Bill to take the next picture as these awkward bathroom photos are one duckface away from true and total embarrassment.

First up: Things I have done to prepare for this baby…

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*crickets*

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Okay I’m exaggerating a little. I did sit on my ass one afternoon and buy up all the adorable baby boy burp cloths Etsy had to offer. “Why are you spending all your money on burp cloths?!”, one might ask {especially if “one” = “Bill Gunter”}. And I tell you after you have a child that spits up as much as Keaton did for 8 months straight, those things go from practical baby item to part of your daily fashion ensemble because the minute you don’t have one draped over your shoulder you get gooed with 5.5 out of the 6 ounces of milk you just painstakingly put into your baby. Plus, the way I see it you might as well have something awesomely adorable to look at as you wipe up baby puke.

I also went ahead and purchased an obscenely expensive {for me} diaper bag {pictured above}. {Those of you used to spending big bucks on Coach purses and the like would probably not blink an eye at the price tag but for someone who has never paid more than $4o.00 for a purse? Well this was a big step.} With Rowan I was young and poor and just registered for the cheap and cutesy winnie-the-pooh diaper bag at Target because I foolishly thought diaper bags were for babies and so should be babyish. WRONG. Babies do not care about what bag carries around the things they poop in but you might care because that thing is going everywhere with you for the next 18 plus months. With Keaton we used the bag that matched our BOB jogger which was a huge step up looks-wise but the bag sucked as far as being a practical diaper bag. So this time I went all out and bought a Juju-be bag which is a super-star in the looks and practicality departments and it better not suck because I can’t afford a different one.

I also stocked up on all the newborn and size one cloth diapers we’ll need…

So much hippie goodness.

We didn’t start cloth diapering with Keaton until he was over a year so the one size pocket diapers were definitely the way to go {which we’ll use when Sammy Davis Jr Jr is over 6 months or so}, but for little ones we knew we’d need to start small and so we decided to go full-out hippie and get prefolds. When the kit came in the mail I fully admit to panicking a little because the first couple of folding tutorials I found online made it seem a little too close to origami for my taste and I SUCK at origami. Then I found a SUPER helpful you-tube tutorial made for dummies like myself and now I’m extremely geeked to use these diapers.

All in all, this is what I have purchased for this baby. Bill is about as excited about it as you probably are.

The only major purchases we have left are an infant car seat, a crib and his layette. Here I thought we’d be in good shape because I saved a lot of Keaton’s cloths {and he was one well-dressed boy} but after I took out all the storage boxes, I wondered where the hell the majority of his 0-9 month outfits were. Then I remembered the aforementioned baby puke and realized that most of his infant stuff wasn’t reusable because of all the stains. {And lying liars who tell you breast milk doesn’t stain are SURPRISE! telling lies to you. Keaton didn’t have a grain of formula his whole damn life and his clothes were completely wrecked from all the spit up. Tthose same liars will also tell you that breastfed babies don’t spit up. Riiiiiight.} {I’m not bitter or anything.}

So! I guess we’re not looking too bad for 30 weeks. Next week {or more likely three more weeks from now} I’ll catch you up on my childbirth preparation where you’ll learn I’ve gone fully off the deep end and am now doing the Hypno-babies natural childbirth home study course because crazy pregnant lady is crazy. And delusional. So delusional…

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Those same liars told me the same things about breastfed babies not spitting up, and that it doesn’t stain. Burp cloths are essential. Especially because it seems as if the baby knows when you don’t have one, and then BAM down the front of your shirt. Or even better – in your hair. I swear I’d go through three bras and four shirts a day, and had to take a ton of showers to clean myself off. I’m so very jealous of your super cute Star Wars burp cloths!!